I'm sick. I hate being sick. I hate missing races and workouts. I hate feeling all trembly and sweaty in the wrong way when I do any sort of intensity. I just want to lie down and sleep for three days.
When I started bike racing in 2006, I got dropped from every race [and team ride] for months. But I persevered and have steadily improved — I'm now a cat 3 (!) and expecting to get my butt kicked by the tough 1,2,3 field.
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